strike me down i'm worshipping an image

take my eyes they'll never see no better

still frames can't justify

the shiver and the sigh

when she moves when she moves

davinci threw his brushes down in anger

picasso threw his hands up in defeat

a captive bird may sing

but this one's on the wing

when she moves when she moves

here i stand with lead in my heart and hands

i cannot fly with her

and i would speak her name but my tongue is numb

and my brain is frozen

she turns her head, a silver bell is ringing

a gesture and fish leap into the air

she walks, a symphony performing silently

when she moves when she moves